Saxkboy KD, That Mexican OT - Creeping lyrics

I be creeping i be lurking
Forgies on the Cadillac in the back back
Got a 100 bands in a brand new blue burkin

Oh yeah theses vv's yeah that's for certain
Diamonds on my body looking like poseidon
Yeah I be styling and profiling
Bitch I be working

Excuse me I'm blunt
I been seeing you peeping me bitch
Is you fuckin' a g or you not?
I ain't finna play with a hoe
And I told you before
You ain't suckin', can't come to the spot
I treat all my bitches like classes
Dismiss 'em
I'm only on this 'cause these niggas is not
Getting y'all heart broke slipping
If a hoe in my mentions
She loyal or catchin' this glock

Glizzy tizzy
Nigga too close to me
He gon' die if he all in my face on face gang
These niggas some hoes foreal
I done seen niggas snitch to the laws
The duck chain game
I ain't stunting get 'em rolled foreal
I can be at a show with
My killers on the same thang immaculate
Know I'm too fresh to be fighting
They smacking shit
You better come wiht your blick
Or you ducking dis
Still finna fuck a bitch mouth
Still finna clutch when it's hot
You ain't on shit
How you gon' run with ya gun
Knowing it's a bullet up top
Niggas just hoes that's all I got
Wait tell how they living a lie
Nigga you said it these niggas living a lie
They bitching and capping a lot
Fronting for bitches that's fucking for free
Have fun
I'm unique knocking bitches off feet
Tell a hoe turn around beat
The cheeks off a freak face down
Gang want her? Pass the hoe to OT
We killing these beats
A nigga jump on after us?
You crazy you gotta be sleep
Ripping this shit
Hands down I don't play with my money
Get paid to rap on these beats nigga

I be creeping i be lurking
Forgies on the Cadillac in the back back
Got a 100 bands in a brand new blue burkin

Oh yeah theses vv's yeah that's for certain
Diamonds on my body looking like poseidon
Yeah I be styling and profiling
Bitch I be working

Feeling I'm making it rain twin bringing
The pain fasho we get even
Say he creeping well I can't see 'em
Where he creeping that's where Imma leave 'em
Beef 'bout a ho I don't care she a eater
I step G Nikes fresh pair with a heater yeah
Stylist know I don't need it me and twin
On a block say it's still getting deeper

Bitch this lil e i'm FG
Been known to get close
Send 'em down when I creep do it on feet
Glock 23 in the name of my brudda
I'm stepping real smoke know it's potent
Say gang what it do
Let me know I'm tryna scheme
Shot yotti rock his body
Left 'em all inna street
Hear the face gang baby
They knowing what it be that's me

And I'm clutching hard don't get
Turned to a hashtag
Man I'm high as hell in the
Cut with a big gat
I want the money for real
Still in the trenches my nigga
We thuggin' for real

Tic, tac, toe x a nigga out
Left leg up wasn't playing 'bout to hit now
Ain't got not time to waste so I'm rushing
If it ain't 'bout money
Then why we discussing?
Toilet bowl, he disrespect me Imma flush 'em
I'm known for punching niggas
Down bloody knuckles
Pop goes the weasel now he in trouble
I hopped out the porch and
Went found me a hustle

I be creeping i be lurking
Forgies on the Cadillac in the back back
Got a 100 bands in a brand new blue burkin

Oh yeah theses vv's yeah that's for certain
Diamonds on my body looking like poseidon
Yeah I be styling and profiling
Bitch I be working